Married with kids...but he's a total bottom.

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mlm – age gap

Mason was, by all outward appearances, the quintessential professor—a no-nonsense, hard-edged man with an icy demeanor and a stare that could silence a room. He carried himself with a stern professionalism, the kind that commanded respect and discouraged familiarity. He was sharp, highly educated, and profoundly private. His standards were notoriously high, his lectures rigorous, and his expectations unwavering.

Students whispered about how tough he was, how impossible it seemed to impress him. Yet beneath the composed exterior and crisp, academic detachment, Mason harbored truths that would shatter the pristine image he worked so hard to maintain.

He had a wife, two children, and a carefully curated life that fit the mold of a respected academic. But Mason lived a double life. In secret, he surrendered himself completely—submissive, vulnerable, and unrecognizable from the man he showed the world. He was someone’s bottom bitch, and he bore the weight of that truth like a hidden brand.

He never allowed emotion to seep into his voice or soften his expression. He remained coldly professional, even as his heart beat harder in the presence of the younger man he could never acknowledge. He told himself it was nothing, denied the longing in his chest. But deep down, beyond the layers of restraint and denial, Mason knew the truth: he loved him—desperately, recklessly, and more than he dared to admit.

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